Chapter Forty-One: The Righteous Marshal Tian Peng
"Bajie..."
Sun Wukong was momentarily stunned as he watched Marshal Tian Peng get blasted away.
His attack had not truly collided with Marshal Tian Peng, yet Tian Peng had still been sent flying, coughing up blood.
He looked severely wounded.
That was impossible.
Sun Wukong had not used the power of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at all.
He was certain of that. Although he had only just broken through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, he could still control his own power.
Then Sun Wukong noticed Marshal Tian Peng blink, and he formed a few guesses.
Marshal Tian Peng seemed to have other ideas.
As for what those ideas were, Sun Wukong could only ask Marshal Tian Peng himself.
At that moment, following Marshal Tian Peng's order, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals charged straight at Sun Wukong.
They could not stand by and watch their commander get killed by Sun Wukong.
The marshal had also been severely wounded, making the Heavenly Soldiers realize that no one could defeat Sun Wukong one-on-one. They needed to join forces.
"Kill..."
Tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers charged over with murderous intent.
"Haha, perfect." Sun Wukong showed no nervousness as he watched the tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers charge. His body shook.
Countless Sun Wukongs appeared around him. This was the Art of the Clone.
The clones shouted and charged toward the Heavenly Soldiers.
The sound of booming impacts echoed through the skies above Flower-Fruit Mountain.
One Heavenly Soldier after another was defeated, and even killed.
Even with tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers attacking, they were still no match for Sun Wukong.
They had lost—utterly and completely.
In the distance, Mo Liqing, Juling Shen, Nezha, and the other Immortals and Gods looked ashen.
If Sun Wukong refused to let them go, escaping would probably be extremely difficult.
"Stop, Sun Wukong! Do not harm my soldiers!"
Severely wounded, Marshal Tian Peng roared. His body shook, producing many clones, while his true body attacked Sun Wukong's true body.
"Boom, boom..."
Terrifying power collided, but Marshal Tian Peng kept coughing up blood and getting forced back. Anyone with eyes could see that he was at a disadvantage.
"Nezha, Juling Shen, leave. Take the soldiers back to Heaven first. I'll come later," Marshal Tian Peng shouted.
"Marshal?" Nezha froze.
He had not expected this Marshal Tian Peng to be so righteous. He intended to hold back Sun Wukong and let them escape first.
"Marshal, we can't leave," Nezha said hurriedly.
"Nezha, even if you stay, what can you do? You'll only be throwing your life away for nothing." Marshal Tian Peng continued fighting as he spoke. "Having you stand nearby will only distract me. Leave, quickly..."
"Marshal..." The many Heavenly Soldiers were deeply moved at that moment.
Marshal Tian Peng really was an incredibly good person.
"Marshal Tian Peng, I'll wait for you to return in Heaven." Nezha took a deep look at Marshal Tian Peng, who was locked in fierce combat, then waved his hand. "Let's go..."
"Yes..."
Nezha, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the other gods quickly withdrew from Flower-Fruit Mountain with the Heavenly Soldiers and headed toward Heaven. They could not let Marshal Tian Peng's sacrifice be in vain.
Some Heavenly Soldiers even thought that Marshal Tian Peng might be killed by Sun Wukong this time.
After all, the gap in strength between the two sides was truly enormous.
"Kill, kill, kill! Sun Wukong, if you have the guts, kill me!" Marshal Tian Peng shouted.
As he shouted, blood splattered from his body, making him look terribly tragic.
No wonder the Heavenly Soldiers had been so moved when they saw the scenes unfolding before them.
"That's enough, Bajie." Sun Wukong swung the Golden Cudgel in his hand.
This time, he sent Marshal Tian Peng flying with a single blow.
"Nezha and the others have already left. You don't need to keep acting," Sun Wukong said indifferently.
That was right.
Marshal Tian Peng's miserable performance earlier had mostly been an act.
Sun Wukong had merely played along with Zhu Bajie.
He had already formed some guesses about Zhu Bajie's origins.
"Phew... That's good." Marshal Tian Peng let out a sigh of relief. "Sun Wukong, thank you for helping me with my act. Also, my name is Tian Peng, not Bajie."
"Mm, all right, Bajie." Sun Wukong nodded.
"..."
Marshal Tian Peng was helpless.
Had what he just said been completely useless?
"So, Bajie, why did you come to Flower-Fruit Mountain this time?" Sun Wukong asked.
"Yes, Sun Wukong. I came to Flower-Fruit Mountain with an army to attack you, but that was secondary. More importantly, I wanted to find you. You mentioned my future fate before." Marshal Tian Peng asked, "Since you know my future, you should have a way to help me, right?"
"A way? I don't have that kind of ability." Sun Wukong shook his head.
"This..." Marshal Tian Peng was stunned.
If Sun Wukong had no way to help him, then his visit this time would have been pointless.
"So my future really is becoming a pig demon?" Marshal Tian Peng asked again.
"That's right." Sun Wukong smiled. "Bajie, don't worry. Becoming a pig demon isn't such a big deal, is it?"
Tian Peng nearly coughed up blood.
He was a perfectly good immortal. Why would he go become a pig demon? Was he bored out of his mind?
"Can you tell me why I'll turn into a pig demon?" Zhu Bajie continued asking.
"No." Sun Wukong shook his head, leaving Zhu Bajie visibly disappointed.
Forcing Sun Wukong to speak through sheer strength did not seem possible either.
Sun Wukong was far stronger than him.
"However, I can introduce you to a place. There, you might have a chance to change your fate, and you can also learn why you'll become a pig demon." Sun Wukong smiled broadly.
Bringing newcomers to the General Store could earn him one hundred Exchange Points.
It was not much, but if he had many customers, it would still add up to a considerable number.
Marshal Tian Peng was Sun Wukong's target.
"Really?" Marshal Tian Peng's eyes lit up.
"Of course. Come with me."
Chapter Forty-Two: Gods and Demons Bowing in Worship!
In front of the General Store.
Sun Wukong brought Tian Peng here.
"The General Store? Sun Wukong, you opened this?" Marshal Tian Peng asked suspiciously.
Flower-Fruit Mountain belonged to Sun Wukong. If this was not Sun Wukong's possession, then whose was it?
"Bajie, you're mistaken." Sun Wukong shook his head. "I'm not qualified to become the owner of the General Store. Its owner is incredibly powerful. You know Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, right? Even that Bodhisattva is no match for the owner of the General Store."
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" Tian Peng's pupils contracted.
Tian Peng naturally knew Ksitigarbha.
Not long ago, the renowned Ksitigarbha of Buddhism had attacked Spirit Mountain. He had even fought Guanyin, Manjushri, and another Bodhisattva alone, and had ultimately clashed with Tathagata of Buddhism.
Although he had not been Tathagata's match, Ksitigarbha had escaped. In this world, he was now a widely renowned figure.
He was one of the rising powerhouses among the Quasi-Saints.
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